We just returned from a wonderful week at the beach. And while the unpacking and laundry is calling I couldn’t resist posting this photo from our last night there. Enjoy :) and I promise there will be many more to come…
here’s hoping
first haircut
It’s photos like this,
this,

and especially this one…

that made it really hard to ignore the fact that my little Jay Bird was in desperate need of his first haircut. That and the fact that I could no longer tame it with comb and a little water. Knowing that his curls would not disappear (like so many people said they would) Jamie and I decided to bite the bullet when Aunt Holly opened the barber shop and to get it cut. Bribed with a few jelly beans to sit still and sitting in his booster chair on top of an Outburst box he was transformed into a little boy… thanks Aunt Holly (the great) for the great new do!




I don’t have any great after shots- sorry; however, some of the most recent photos that have been posted show off the new do. Check them out to see his handsome little self :)
wordless wednesday- my guys…
daddy time
We all love when Daddy gets home early enough from work to have some real play time; lately he’s only been around for dinner, bath and bedtime (darn those long work hours). So when he does we all take full advantage :)
This was Thursday night when pony rides were being given around the house- much to Jay Bird’s delight. Piper was really enjoying it too; she loves when Daddy (or anyone for that matter) is on the floor at her level! She followed them around the whole house getting the occasional lick in when she could…
This however is Friday night when Jamie came home not feeling really well. We realized that he had a fever close to 101 and since Jay has been teething and can be pretty cranky they opted for a little snuggle time and Toy Story over pony rides. Dolce joined in for a snuggle too.
p.s. Jamie’s fever broke sometime Friday night and while he is not feeling 100% yet, he is feeling a whole lot better.
precious…
About a week ago, I ran to our room to grab something quickly (leaving Jay alone in the family room) and when I returned the house was super-duper quiet. This usually means that my little Jay Bird is up to no good so I braced myself for what I would find. This is what I saw…
So, so glad that my camera was sitting right there on the counter!
singing in the rain
a guys’ weekend
This past weekend, I (Jamie) spent a few days away with extended family. Although not restricted to just my male family members, it somehow turned out that way. I guess none of the women thought that 2+ days of nothing but fishing intermixed with food and drink was appealing. Either that or they don’t enjoy sharing their days with gnats, mosquitoes, yellow flies and no-see-ums. The 10 of us that went had a blast, caught a ton of fish, ate like kings, played countless rounds of pool and generally just enjoyed the company. Below are selected photos from the long weekend. I apologize for not getting pictures of everyone; I blame the fish for distracting me from the camera.
sun, surf and sand
While Jamie is out of town fishing with the guys Jay and I took a trip to the beach with Mom. I can’t remember the last time I packed up and headed to the beach, maybe it was college? Either way, the last trip I took consisted of a bunch of reading and beach dozing. It definitely didn’t include the shear amount of sandcastle building that this trip did but I am pretty sure that I prefer it this way. It was Jay’s first trip to see the sand and surf and while he wasn’t too sure of the waves and his sinking feet at first he really warmed up to it and had a grand time. So much so that he didn’t even make it 5 minutes on the car ride home before passing out.
It was fun but man am I ready for bed now too!










perspective
Every now and then a good dose of perspective is so needed. I will be the first to admit that I have been overwhelmed lately; well actually if you ask my husband overwhelmed may not even begin to cover it. My heart has been heavy; partly due to the hormones and stress that comes along with pregnancy, partly because I have had a whole lot of things to do and not nearly enough time to do them all and partly because, most simply put, the dull and the mundane of our everyday has gotten to me a bit.
This past week, I have heard of two different families both struggling with loss. One family is struggling with the loss of a father, a father of six, who was killed in a senseless shooting. The other is grieving the loss of a child, a baby rather, that they didn’t even get the chance to know. It’s funny how perspective changes in the blink of an eye. Those worries, those things that were weighing me down for the last little bit are easily the things I most cherish. I love our silly and mundane, I love that we have a “normal”. I love that my kiddo has tears that I can wipe away and cuddle until things seem better because most simply put that means he’s here and in my life.
So while my heart is still heavy and my prayers are with those families that are hurting I can’t help but count my endless blessings and be thankful for how very full my life is. Hold those that you love just a little closer tonight, tell them that you love them and look around to cherish the simple joys that surround you each and everyday.



























